Just a quicky experimenting with a few ideas. Heading off down south for some R&R over Chrissy. Take care all
The following poems are randomly selected from part B of the Garden series.
If you are patient, the whole story may appear. There is a doorway on this site, that will open to the poetry collection, both in context and complexity.
Meek of the SquadronWelcome to the Divisional Aerial Field;
RealityThe Dihpa have scoured the countryside,
Kindaal's LureThe sole surviving Wigrae returned,
Guidance (A letter from Emalf)Hi! Doesn't look good, does it?
CommunicationsAll these great forces have united themselves,
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,